The view of the bay--always changing...

The Bay (Close-Up), July 24, 2011

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This is a place where weeds grow, and these weeds have grown there for a long time, although the earth is always being turned.

The Dirt Pile, with Weeds, July 4, 2011

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The trilliums are out. Some of them have already been feasted on by the slugs, but others are pristine.

Trillium, Apr. 3, 2011

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Yesterday I noticed in passing that there was a new bench at the Viewpoint. I didn't get a shot of it until today. Now where is the line between turquoise and aqua?

Aqua and New Bench, Mar. 25, 2011

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I don't actually know anything about this couple--assuming I can call them a couple. If they haven't fallen in love yet, I hope they do soon.

Couple on Bench, Mar. 20, 2011

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The park was unusually silent the evening it snowed, which was a few days ago now.

The Enclosed Bench, Jan. 11, 2011

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It snowed last night. I went to the Viewpoint. No one was there but a snowman.

The Snowman (II), Jan. 11, 2011

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A Somewhat Different View of the Same Thing

View of Union Bay from Lakeview Cemetery, Sept. 22, 2009 

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From the cemetery you get a good view of Union Bay--different from the one you see from the Viewpoint, in that you're looking at it from a higher vantage point, and you see just little bits of water in between the trees, which makes for an interesting effect.

White Sky

There was a little breeze at the Viewpoint when I stopped by about an hour ago. There were no unusual effects that I could discern. The sky was more or less white. I picked up a few stray cans and had a short conversation with someone I know, as he came passing by. Each time I see the Viewpoint, it's a painting in my mind.